It wasn’t him, but you. You’ve been so overwhelmed and the last thing you wanted to do was end things. But it had to be done.

You called him. “Hello love?” He said in his sweet yet raspy Austrian voice. You explained that things needed to end. That it wasn’t his fault.

He went quiet. You heard his breathing get a bit louder. You hear the car speed up along with beeping. He’s speeding down the high way.